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The Lemon Reunion in July at Redfish Lake near Stanley, Idaho, was an unqualified success. Those of you who couldn't attend were sorely missed. Here's a brief account of all the fun and games:
Before the picnic, we wasted no time getting acquainted. We showed up at cabins and campfires, beverages in hand, to visit, tell jokes and compare shopping tips on collapsible lawn chairs. We tried to get a handle on whose kids were whose, but with the crust of dirt each kid carried, it hardly mattered. All we knew was that if the kid was dirty, carried a toy truck or wore a chocolate mustache, he or she probably belonged at the Lemon Reunion.
Bryant and Peg generously offered an airplane tour of the Sawtooths to anyone who wanted, and several enjoyed the view from above.
We know Bryant can't resist flying in any case, but it was a real treat for everyone else. Peggy shuttled riders back and forth to the Stanley Airport, too. Anyone who missed this just wasn't paying attention to the Program!
A roaring fire, beer, smores and the wicked wit of Robert Service -- what better way to spend an evening? Bryant's well-worn copy of Robert Service poems was hardly necessary, since many clan members know some of the works by heart. For those who didn't, well, let's just say they've been initiated.
A caravan of gas-hog trucks and SUVs traveled Nip and Tuck Road from Stanley to Lower Stanley to see the sights,
which included gorgeous vistas of the Sawtooths, the remains of a cabin and a couple of old mines still visible on the hillside. Oh, and several beers were consumed, some cows frightened off and some firewood gathered for those long nights of reading Robert Service around the campfire.
Marilyn and Margie chose the menu, organized the pickup and delivery of the food and marshalled forces to pull off a great picnic. The day use area afforded us shade (though we had to reposition ourselves throughout the day to enjoy it) as well as the beach at Redfish Lake and its stunning views (and cold water!).
Thanks to these easy confines, kids were free to roam, get dirty or wet (or both) within eyesight and earshot of most "adults."
Bryant brought a picture album that brought back some memories and we posted a few pictures of those Lemons who couldn't attend. The food was great, but the reunion didn't really get loud and rowdy until the "events."
We drew numbers to form three teams to prevent family history buffs from all ending up on the same team. Alas, this didn't work, as Margie and Marilyn ended up on the same team. However, the other teams gave them a real run for their money, shouting out answers both correct and incorrect, with enthusiasm usually reserved for Big Ten basketball. Still, the M&M team won and was presented with a lovely Idaho commemorative plate featuring both the Idaho Potato and the Challenger Inn at Sun Valley. Consolation prizes for the other teams: Lemon Balm seed. Check out the answers here.
Bill Watts supplied the door prizes, three walking sticks made from Idaho pine tree limbs and burnished with the names of the Big Three, Orange, Margaret and Charlotte, were presented to three attendees. After some whining, begging and darting of pathetic looks, some winners gave their sticks to others, all in the name of familial peace. Whatever the case, there's no excuse for not hiking Mt. Heyburn now.
Next time, we'll hang up the shirts at the beginning of the day so that we can take our time checking them out. There were so many that it was very hard to choose and the pressure was on to hurry up. Plenty of "bumping," as usual, and we're still not sure what the Official Bylaws really say about the whole procedure.
Here are the "official" photos:
